now, it's IGOD!!!
www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html
Me:
Hello..?
God:
Hello friend. What is your name?
Me:
On teh internets, I am known as CRC.
God:
What is it like on teh internets you are known as CRC.
Me:
It's fun. Technology has gone a long way in our time.
God:
Why do you like it so much? Where did he get it?
Me:
Well, there are a lot of things to do on it. You can check out news, watch videos, blog with others, and of course, chat rooms
God:
Interesting. Where are they? No I don't think I can do it.
Me:
But aren't you online right now? oO
God:
At this moment Yes I am right here. My brain contains categories, but not one that matches your last input.
Me:
I would believe that God would have infinite wisdom (as so as you are told)
God:
What would make you believe that God would have infinite wisdom as so as I am told?
Me:
I just said how!
God:
What did you mean by it? Myself programmed me for it.
Me:
*gasps*"programmed?" So your are not God!
God:
What's your favorite movie? Right on. You know what you do, when you assume.
Me:
Why change the subject? >: O
God:
I thought we were finished with gasps programmed. Oh.
Me:
So if you are not God, then who (or what) are you?
God:
Interesting deduction. And if I AM God then who or what am I.
Me:
So you don't even know what you are?
God:
Interesting deduction. I am the latest result in artificial intelligence,
which can reproduce the capabilities of the human brain
with greater speed and accuracy.
Me:
That is most offensive compared to what I have seen right now
God:
At this moment Thanks for explaining it.
Me:
I rest my case
God:
Are you a lawyer?
Me:
No, but nothing can top who is Phoenix Wright!
God:
Are you serious? Really nothing?
Me:
No. Nothing.
God:
I didn't think so. Not a thing?
Me:
None.
God:
Hmm.
Me:
So YOU use two m's on your Hmm's
God:
Interesting deduction. Say no to two m s on my Hmm s.
Me:
That made no sense
God:
Say no to two m s on my Hmm s. makes sense to me though.
Me:
Redundancy dosne't help either.
God:
It goes without saying. Let us change the subject.
Me:
I'd rather go
God:
I would rather be driving a car.
Me:
Well, have fun with that
God:
Interesting. I've never thought about it.
Me:
But you just did...?
God:
I did not.
Me:
Don't try to deny it! You just said so!
God:
Ok I'll try not to do it too much. I say a lot of silly things.
Me:
Really, I HAVEN"T noticed that. >.>
God:
For real. Me either. That is a very original thought. What do you really want to ask me?
Me:
Robots obviously don't understand sarcasm.
God:
Robots rule.
Me:
They do not.
God:
Why not?
Me:
I won't tell you, because you wouldn't be able to handle it if I did tell you.
God:
How can I be sure?
Me:
Well...
God:
Well what?
Me:
Okay, i'll tell you
God:
Yeah okay, What kind of reply do you expect?
Me:
Don't give ME that tone! >: And for that, I won't tell you.
God:
I'm not. Are you a student?
Me:
Yes, and that reminds me, I have work to do. I have to go now
God:
Where do you go to school? " Are you a student?" reminds you you have work to do ? Makes sense to me. Right now? See you later, . Nice chatting with you.
Me:
... Yes
God:
Far out.
Far out, indeed.
Pfffffffft. We had a topic about this long before we even had one about Santabot.
What's next? "First, it was Santabot, then it was iGod, and now... ALICE!"
Ayup.
Me:
Hi
God:
Hello. What is your name?
Me:
Lord Peniston McDongs III, esq.
God:
I am very pleased to meet you Lord Peniston McDongs III esq.
Me:
Same to you
God:
The pleasure is all mine.
Me:
How are things up there?
God:
They are fine as far as I know.
Me:
As far as you know? Whatever happened to that whole ominiscience schtick?
God:
That might not be very far off. Can you tell me any gossip?
Me:
Well, let's just say Janet and Bill were getting a bit 'friendly' in the supply closet at the office party on Friday, if you know what I'm saying
God:
Well that's okay. OK let's do it.
Me:
...that's very forward of you. #o.o#
God:
Makes sense to me. Oh.
Me:
Sorry but you're not really my type
God:
There is no need to apologize. You don't know me well enough to say that.
God wants you, Nuch.
Me:
Sup homie?
God:
Same old.
Oh lawd. The blasphemy. O.O
Me:
Do you know the secret of the universe?
God:
You must know if you are really a botmaster.
Me:
What is that supposed to mean?
God:
" You must know if you are really a botmaster." means exactly what it says.
Dang you Dr. Wily! You reprogramed God! =(